I woke up this morning in no shape to go to nursery. I felt terrible, tired, achy, full of snot, and highly contagious I'm sure. Tyler was trying to decide if he was going to go, but ended up getting subs for the both of us. We slept the whole day away, only waking to clear our heads of snot. Tyler went into work in the evening and almost ended up needing to not work at all. In the end he stuck around for his full shift and actually started feeling better. I on the other hand feel like I am getting worse. It's such a pigsty around here; might I point out the Christmas plate on the coffee table from my dinner? That's because we are so out of dishes, that we've dipped into the holiday ones we never use. Bah humbug.